AN: Ok, so I'm cheating. I have to. I need to put a musical in here that
wasn't created until the 90's. So shoot me. It makes for a better story,
believe me, you will understand.Enjoy.
Chapter 6
A silent teat slid down Cayte's cheek. She sat on her bed, writing a letter while listening to her music.
Sirius slowly and quietly walked into the girls dormitory (something that was not an uncommon site to see) until he noticed that Cayte was crying, then he ran.
Cayte looked up at him and smiled. She took off her headphones and put them around her neck, then placed her quill down on her nightstand.
"Why are you crying?" Sirius asked, his voice filled with care.
Wiping away a tear, Cayte chuckled to herself. "I am not upset. It's just the CD I am listening too."
Sirius looked a bit confused. "I didn't think listening to Daniel Matthews Band made you cry.."
"DAVE Matthews Band doesn't make me cry, I'm listening to a different CD. Aida. It's a musical. The part that I am listening to is very sad."
"Oh. Aida.wasn't a witch in that?" Sirius asked, digging desperately to find something about this * thing* Cayte was talking about.
"Schele Williams. Yeah, she went to one of the schools in the States. How'd you know that?"
"Oh, um read it somewhere," Sirius said, hoping she couldn't tell he had gone and looked up things on Musicals. "What's the story about?"
"Oh, it's wonderful. Want to listen to it with me? No, wait that would take forever. I'll just give you a synopsis. She started to tell him of what happened but then interrupted herself. "I have a much better way to do this." She slid to the end of the bed, turned over so she was lying on her stomach with her feet sticking off the edge of the bed.
Sirius stared at her backside for a minute before realizing that she was getting something from under the bed. Looking closer he saw that it was a rosewood box, about two inches high, and in the shape of a big square. When looking even closer, he saw a small gold plaque on it. It read, 'Cayte, look at these when you feel lonely in London. Love, Alyson.'
Cayte slowly got up from her position on the bed, placed the box down and sat cross-legged next to Sirius. "Who is Alyson?" he asked.
"She is was my best friend in the States. Still is I suppose. That's who I was writing a letter to when you came in."
"Oh," he said, watching as she opened the box and moved some of the things away to pull out a program. When she looked up, Sirius saw that there were tears in her eyes, and these, he knew, were not because of a CD. "Come here," he said, moving towards the pillows and pulling her to him. "Don't cry. Tell me the story."
"Ok. It's just that I miss her so much." She wiped away her tears and held the program in between them. She slowly recounted everything that went on in the story, stopping when he had questions. Only once did she stop to tell him something that was not directly connected to the story.
"Oooh. This happens right after 'Radames' Letter'."
"Ok.?"
"No. Not 'Ok.?' It's so unbelievably sweet. So, we've gotten down to the point where Radames knows that he has to make a choice. He has said and done things that have hurt Aida, but he doesn't mean to. He writes her a letter that says:
'I'm Sorry for everything I've said, And for anything I forgot to say too. When things get so complicated I stumble and at best muddle through. I wish that our lives could be simple, I don't want the world, Only you. I wish I could tell you this face to face, But there's never the time, never the place, so this letter will have to do. I love you.'
"I find it amazingly sweet of him." She then continued on with the story. When she got to the end, Sirius pulled her tightly to him.
"That was a wonderful story. Maybe, we can see it sometime. I know I am no Alyson, that's her name, right? But I can be a fill-in.."
"Um.that'd be interesting. But yeah, I guess you are sorda like her 'equivalent' I am closest to you out of all my friends here."
Sirius leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Cayte?" Sirius took a deep breath and let it out, "Will you go to the dance with me?"
Cayte looked up at him and smiled, "I was wondering when you were going to ask me. Yes. Of course I will!" She jumped off the bed and screamed at the top of her lungs.
When she had finished, Sirius looked at her, "What was that for?"
"Well, I've been to dances before, but never have I had a date. No wait. Never have a had a date that looked as cute as you do right now." She smiled. Sirius got up, walked to her and gave her the tightest hug anyone could ever muster. Then they walked out of the room together.
AN: short chapter. I know. I'm sorry, It's just that it worked so well by itself! Beccablack57@yahoo.com
A silent teat slid down Cayte's cheek. She sat on her bed, writing a letter while listening to her music.
Sirius slowly and quietly walked into the girls dormitory (something that was not an uncommon site to see) until he noticed that Cayte was crying, then he ran.
Cayte looked up at him and smiled. She took off her headphones and put them around her neck, then placed her quill down on her nightstand.
"Why are you crying?" Sirius asked, his voice filled with care.
Wiping away a tear, Cayte chuckled to herself. "I am not upset. It's just the CD I am listening too."
Sirius looked a bit confused. "I didn't think listening to Daniel Matthews Band made you cry.."
"DAVE Matthews Band doesn't make me cry, I'm listening to a different CD. Aida. It's a musical. The part that I am listening to is very sad."
"Oh. Aida.wasn't a witch in that?" Sirius asked, digging desperately to find something about this * thing* Cayte was talking about.
"Schele Williams. Yeah, she went to one of the schools in the States. How'd you know that?"
"Oh, um read it somewhere," Sirius said, hoping she couldn't tell he had gone and looked up things on Musicals. "What's the story about?"
"Oh, it's wonderful. Want to listen to it with me? No, wait that would take forever. I'll just give you a synopsis. She started to tell him of what happened but then interrupted herself. "I have a much better way to do this." She slid to the end of the bed, turned over so she was lying on her stomach with her feet sticking off the edge of the bed.
Sirius stared at her backside for a minute before realizing that she was getting something from under the bed. Looking closer he saw that it was a rosewood box, about two inches high, and in the shape of a big square. When looking even closer, he saw a small gold plaque on it. It read, 'Cayte, look at these when you feel lonely in London. Love, Alyson.'
Cayte slowly got up from her position on the bed, placed the box down and sat cross-legged next to Sirius. "Who is Alyson?" he asked.
"She is was my best friend in the States. Still is I suppose. That's who I was writing a letter to when you came in."
"Oh," he said, watching as she opened the box and moved some of the things away to pull out a program. When she looked up, Sirius saw that there were tears in her eyes, and these, he knew, were not because of a CD. "Come here," he said, moving towards the pillows and pulling her to him. "Don't cry. Tell me the story."
"Ok. It's just that I miss her so much." She wiped away her tears and held the program in between them. She slowly recounted everything that went on in the story, stopping when he had questions. Only once did she stop to tell him something that was not directly connected to the story.
"Oooh. This happens right after 'Radames' Letter'."
"Ok.?"
"No. Not 'Ok.?' It's so unbelievably sweet. So, we've gotten down to the point where Radames knows that he has to make a choice. He has said and done things that have hurt Aida, but he doesn't mean to. He writes her a letter that says:
'I'm Sorry for everything I've said, And for anything I forgot to say too. When things get so complicated I stumble and at best muddle through. I wish that our lives could be simple, I don't want the world, Only you. I wish I could tell you this face to face, But there's never the time, never the place, so this letter will have to do. I love you.'
"I find it amazingly sweet of him." She then continued on with the story. When she got to the end, Sirius pulled her tightly to him.
"That was a wonderful story. Maybe, we can see it sometime. I know I am no Alyson, that's her name, right? But I can be a fill-in.."
"Um.that'd be interesting. But yeah, I guess you are sorda like her 'equivalent' I am closest to you out of all my friends here."
Sirius leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Cayte?" Sirius took a deep breath and let it out, "Will you go to the dance with me?"
Cayte looked up at him and smiled, "I was wondering when you were going to ask me. Yes. Of course I will!" She jumped off the bed and screamed at the top of her lungs.
When she had finished, Sirius looked at her, "What was that for?"
"Well, I've been to dances before, but never have I had a date. No wait. Never have a had a date that looked as cute as you do right now." She smiled. Sirius got up, walked to her and gave her the tightest hug anyone could ever muster. Then they walked out of the room together.
AN: short chapter. I know. I'm sorry, It's just that it worked so well by itself! Beccablack57@yahoo.com